Thursday, 25 September 2008

It's Like a Punch in the Face

The Shite Wipes

Jeremy boyle's self-playing midi controlled pnuematic guitar and drums is just like watching the White Stripes live, only it has more emotion. Amazing.

Thursday, 18 September 2008

My Jeans Hang Low So My Nuts Can Show

It's a fashion that started in prison, and now the saggy pants craze has come full circle -- low-slung street strutting in some cities may soon mean run-ins with the law, including a stint in jail.

Proposals to ban saggy pants are starting to ride up in several places. At the extreme end, wearing pants low enough to show boxers or bare buttocks in one small Louisiana town means six months in jail and a $500 fine.

A crackdown also is being pushed in Atlanta, Georgia. And in Trenton, New Jersey, getting caught with your pants down may soon result in not only a fine, but also a city worker assessing where your life is headed.

"Are they employed? Do they have a high school diploma? It's a wonderful way to redirect at that point," said Trenton Councilwoman Annette Lartigue, who is drafting a law to outlaw saggy pants. "The message is clear: We don't want to see your backside."

The bare-your-britches fashion is believed to have started in prisons, where inmates aren't given belts with their baggy uniform pants to prevent hangings and beatings. By the late 80s, the trend had made it to gangster rap videos, then went on to skateboarders in the suburbs and high school hallways.

"For young people, it's a form of rebellion and identity," said Adrian "Easy A.D." Harris, 43, a founding member of the Bronx's legendary rap group Cold Crush Brothers. "The young people think it's fashionable. They don't think it's negative."

But for those who want to stop the fashion see it as an indecent, sloppy trend that is a bad influence on children.

"It has the potential to catch on with elementary school kids, and we want to stop it before it gets there," said C.T. Martin, an Atlanta councilman. "Teachers have raised questions about what a distraction it is."

In Atlanta, a law has been introduced to ban sagging and punishment could include small fines or community work -- but no jail time, Martin said.

The penalty is stiffer in Delcambre, Louisiana, where in June the town council passed an ordinance that carries a fine of up to $500 or six months in jail for exposing underwear in public. Several other municipalities and parish governments in Louisiana have enacted similar laws in recent months.

At Trenton hip-hop clothing store Razor Sharp Clothing Shop 4 Ballers, shopper Mark Wise, 30, said his jeans sag for practical reasons.

"The reason I don't wear tight pants is because it's easier to get money out of my pocket this way," Wise said. "It's just more comfortable."

Shop owner Mack Murray said Trenton's proposed ordinance unfairly targets blacks.

"Are they going to go after construction workers and plumbers, because their pants sag, too?" Murray asked. "They're stereotyping us."

The American Civil Liberties Union agrees.

"In Atlanta, we see this as racial profiling," said Benetta Standly, statewide organizer for the American Civil Liberties Union of Georgia. "It's going to target African-American male youths. There's a fear with people associating the way you dress with crimes being committed."

People Don't Dance No More

During the 90s Mayor Giuliani followed in Mayor Koch’s footsteps and continued to fuck up a city that should still be the capital of cool. He enforced laws that had lain dormant since the end of prohibition and he enforced new laws that killed New York City’s soul. The city thought it had solved its crime problem with new zero-tolerance laws that ultimately did nothing but push crime out of Manhattan into the surrounding boroughs (Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten). Giuliani also attacked the arts by introducing new cabaret licenses that effectively banned dancing in any venue that did not hold a costly cabaret license. So just as the Criminal Justice Act in Britain made Acid House political, so Giuliani’s short-sighted attempt to bolster city coffers by regulating music and the arts made the simple act of dancing in certain locations an act of rebellion. As a result of such laws the city that during the 70s and 80s was synonymous with its ‘aNYthing goes’ attitude to parties has turned into an overly sanitised state of ‘head bobbing robots’. Now in the mid-00s ‘The Head Bob’ is now the dance of choice for many New Yorkers, it seems like it is subliminal, people don’t realise that the reason they are not moving is because it is illegal. This lack of movement and the stifling, strange atmosphere it creates is obvious to an outsider. Unfortunately it seems that many people that attend gigs in NYC don’t consciously think about it, they don’t move, it is like they’re looking at paintings. It has turned gigs in NYC into a field of synchronised robots.

So how is the law enforced? Does NYC have ‘Dance Police’ and do they work undercover wearing silver flares and tight t-shirts? Well, not really, it seems that the law is in place and it works, but no one has ever been arrested for dancing. On talking to one bar owner, his response was “I’d sure like to meet a cop that would arrest someone for dancing”. In New York City the definition of dancing is ‘organised movement of two or more people’ so surely being in a room with 400 other people and doing ‘The Head Bob’ is illegal?

For a nation that claims to be ‘The land of the free and home of the brave’ how do such oppressing laws get passed without a major revolution taking place?

Here are some good songs about this subject:

Radio 4 – Dance to the Underground

!!! – Me and Giuliani…….

Le Tigre – My My Metrocard

The Rapture – Wooh Alright Yeah!

Saturday, 13 September 2008

Watch Out Guernsey

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

Hubert Dobler's Gasoline

In "Gasoline," Hubert Dobler's first NY solo show, he assaults the polite electronic
fa├žade of our postmodern service-industry landscape with his mean machine
Honda CB550 Four, 1976. It is gasoline, the return of the repressed. No brakes.
Muscular energy.

The power is raw. The motorcycle is chained to the ceiling in Dobler's Bull video
and it screams and bucks into the air and up against the walls like a wild beast.


Tuesday, 9 September 2008


You are invited to the opening of 'Drednaught' an exhibition of intergalactic space battles drawn by Dred from Readerswives Collective. Opening at 6:30pm on Friday 19th September. FREE BOOZE.

Music on the night will be provided by Binary Reaper and Skoov who will be playing a Sci-Fi influenced electronica set.

We will also be raffling off one of Dred's paintings for cheap.

This night will also see the launch of the 2nd issue of XEROX. IT'S FREE.

Centre Fold Gallery
Trinity Square Centre
Trinity Square
St Peter Port

Exhibition opening times
Mon - Fri: 5:30pm - Late (unless we are in the pub)
Sat: 10:30am - 6:30pm
everyone is welcome and entry is free

The RWC crew are always stone cold blogging....

we've also got a new gallery website, go and check it out...

Monday, 8 September 2008

Piano Painting Animation

Last year sometime Rost and Itchy Fingers painted up a piano and bolted a staircase onto the side of it for easy access to the dance floor on top. We made a little animation of the painting process. Here it is....

Sunday, 7 September 2008

Jersey Live Painting

Rost, Dred, Smut, Soft and Lady Muck hit up the Jersey Live festival last weekend and had an absolute blast. Rost and Dred knocked out a two day painting whilst the lovely ladies nailed the promotion. Here's a quick low quality stop-frame of the painting.

If you want to see better pictures hit us up on Facebook (search Centre Fold Gallery)

The whole weekend was blinding with the highlights being Gay Army's killer opening performance and DJ oneofakind's killer DJ set complete with a filthy Dub Steppery finale. Other highlights included GOOSE, a Belgium electro band and The Foals. One lucky member of the RWC crew even saw Mani from Primal Screams penis. Shouts out to Jim and Mevs for putting us up and putting up with us, much appreciated. As usual we all came back praising the Jersey massive. Thanks.